My shoes and socks were still squishy from being rain soaked. My shirt, shorts and underwear were still damp, though my shirt had become a bit more wet from the walk from the van to the apartment. Thankfully, it was still warm outside, even after the initial drop of temperature from the thunderstorm.

Catie unlocked the door and stepped into her apartment, followed by Jody, and I was last. I followed their lead. They were removing their wet shoes and socks. Catie went to get a towel to place the shoes and socks in the kitchen on the vinyl flooring so that they could begin to dry.

Actually, she came out with a stack of towels, placed all but one on a chair in the living room and took our shoes and socks with her into the kitchen.

Since our plans had changed, I asked about dinner plans. I can't recall exactly how I phrased it. But the response was something like "Jody and I decided we're ordering pizza in."

Oh, and I was the "appetizer" and "dessert."

Or they were.

Catie told me what they had been talking about and planning in the back of the van. I thought their nipples had been standing out because they were wet and maybe a little cold. No, they had been getting "warmed up" in the back seat of the van. Sometime later, I did wonder if anyone else had noticed their nipples showing through their t-shirts. It wasn't too obvious, but apparent if you were paying attention.

Just the listening to Catie's description and what they had cooked up made me hard and it became very obvious very quickly by the growing bulge in my shorts (which was getting quite uncomfortable as my erection needed to be straightened out).

Jody was standing behind the loveseat that defined the boundary of the living room that headed into the dining room area, hands clutched in front of her, looking at me. Catie was behind her and to her right as she was describing what she/they wanted of me.

The short version of the request was that Catie wanted to watch and even direct the activities between Jody and I. I had done some very kinky stuff when I was in my late teens and early 20's for some very imaginative women, but I hadn't really imagined this. The early morning conversation with Catie gave me some clue to what she was fantasizing about. I just didn't think it would be a reality.

"And you're okay with all of this?" I asked Jody.

"I am."

"What about Mark?" referencing the guy she was with on Friday night but who had been absent over the past couple of days.

"Oh, we're just really good friends. We go out and have some really good times together. But it's nothing serious or exclusive." Today we'd call that "friends with benefits." That opened the discussion to the next serious issue; sexual safety both from pregnancy and sexually transmitted diseases. It was still early in the AIDs epidemic but there were concerns. Catie and I had this conversation on the train before making the choice to be sexually intimate without condoms.

Jody indicated that she had recently gone to her gynecologist a little over two weeks before. All her tests were negative. The reason she went was to get an IUD (don't recall whether it was new or a replacement). I asked whether she had sex with Mark on Friday night and she said yes but that they used condoms because of her gynecologist's recommendation to wait two weeks before sex without condoms (with the other appropriate warnings about sex partners, I'm certain). That two week period ended on this weekend.

There was this surreal feeling as I sat and listened to what Catie wanted from this. I recognized this feeling, again from the times when I had listened to women express their fantasies like this when I was attending school, but not so much since then. It was voyeuristic. Catie wanted to watch and see what it looked like from the outside. Of course, there were porn tapes in those days, and they were easy to find, rent or buy. But she was excited by the idea of watching people she knew and had experience with being engaged in sexual activities. Although video cameras were expensive in those days, I suggested that she could always rent one and video the two of us together. She liked the idea and thought we might try that sometime later.

Still, this seemed so very kinky to me. I had known and knew women who liked to watch or had very particular kinks around who they watched or played with. I was surprised and wasn't surprised all at the same time. There were certain elements of what Catie and I had done both on the train and in her apartment that she wanted to watch between her friend and I. Somewhere in this conversation, I moved over towards the two of them and we removed each other's clothes and let them drop to the floor during this conversation. We had the towels to keep us warm in the intervening minutes.

Catie's desires were specific. She wanted to watch me give Jody a couple of enemas as a prelude to anal sex and the preparation for that. Those were the "appetizers."

We would eat dinner (naked) and then the "desserts" would begin.

Our conversation continued to set the scene for the evening. I asked Jody a few questions. I was reasonably sure she had used enemas as preparation for anal sex (yes). Had she ever been given an enema by anyone else (yes, by her mom and her sister)? Had she ever given an enema to someone else (yes, her sister)? By extension, she had never given or been given an enema by a prospective male or female sex partner. Had she ever had sex while holding and/or while her partner was holding an enema (no)?

"Shall we begin?"

Catie took my hand and Jody's to lead us down the hallway to the bedroom. We folded back the bed cover and the sheets, and placed towels on top of the sheets and had Jody get on the bed on all fours. I put a pillow down near her head so she could rest her head if she wanted. She laid her head down with her legs spread and ass up in the air.

"We'll be right back."

Catie and I went into the bathroom and got down her new bag. I turned on the water to bring it up to the proper temperature. Catie was sidled up to me, rubbing my ass and my cock as I filled the bag.

"Thank you for doing this for me." she whispered.

"Sure," I said quietly. I had my own fantasy experience that was unfolding and I should be thanking both of them.

"When you cum inside her, stay inside her like you do with me. I haven't told her about your clean-up habits after cumming. I want to see her reaction when you lick her clean."

I smiled at the thought. And then she said "I may even join you."

Wicked!

In the other room, Jody could hear the water running and eventually the bag filling up. Once the bag was full and the air purged out of the line, there was the click of the clamp and the turning off of the faucet. Catie and I had fashioned a stand to hold the bag using a floor lamp that we had to move into position. Catie and I walked back into the bedroom, me carrying the bag and the nozzle.

"Isn't that a beautiful and inviting sight?" Catie asked, commenting on Jody's ass-up position on the bed. As an aside, Jody had a bit more of an athletic build than I anticipated from her clothes and was much more "solid" than at first glance. Toned muscles.

I hung the bag up on the arm of the lamp, making sure that the lamp was stable and wouldn't tip over from the weight of the bag hanging from it. I asked Catie for the lubricant which she got and handed to me. She then took her towel and went over into the corner to a chair was and seated herself to "watch the show."

I sat down on the bed next to Jody and she turned her head to look towards me.

"Jody, if at any time you wish to stop, you merely have to say so and I will stop. If there's something you thought you'd want to do, but change your mind and don't want to do, say the word and I'll stop. If you want to end this little adventure, all you have to do is say so and I will end it. No consequences, no hurt feelings. Do you understand?"

She acknowledged that she did and that she would if she needed to.

"Are you ready to begin?"

"Um-hmm," acknowledging yes.

I got up and got onto the bed on my knees behind her, between her legs. I opened the tube of lubricant and squeezed out a good amount onto my index and middle finger. I left the cap off in case I needed some more. From behind her, I could tell that Jody was incredibly wet already both by sight and by scent. Catie leaned forward in her chair to watch us closely.

Jody reacted to the touch of my index finger right at the center of her anus, the center of the outer sphincter muscles. I'm sure the lubricant was cooler than my finger and just the contact made her tense up. But as I rubbed the lubricant around the outer ring, she seemed to relax. I rubbed the lubricant that was on my middle finger onto the tip of my index finger and spiraled into the center once again, slowly penetrating into her anal opening. I was slow and deliberate about it, gradually pressing my finger in. Over my shoulder at the chair I could hear Catie's breathing. I took a quick glance back at her and she was sitting on the edge, leaning forward to watch while fingering herself.

I pulled the rest of my fingers back toward my palm to allow my index finger to penetrate as far as it could beyond the middle joint and then rotating my finger around the inner sphincter muscle ring and the walls of her lower rectum. This got a response from Jody as she let out a low moan from the stimulation. I didn't want to overdo it because we still had hours to go and enemas to complete.

I told Jody that I was going to insert the nozzle and start her enema. Catie stood up from the chair to get a closer look. I wiped whatever lubricant I had left on my fingers onto the nozzle and gently pressed it into her. Once in, I told her I was going to release the clamp and that if it was too fast for her or if she needed to stop to allow the enema to spread out, to let me know. Although the nozzle was slightly tapered, I held it in place as I opened the clamp. I set it back to the first "click" to allow the enema to flow into Jody slowly. The bag wasn't hung so high as to make it flow quickly. It took about 5 minutes for the bag to drain into her. She took it all without a single stop. I suspect that this was a slightly larger enema than she was accustomed to, but this was not a new sensation for her.

I closed the clamp and asked how she was doing. She told me she was doing fine. I asked if she wanted to turn over onto her back and she said no. I left the nozzle in place rubbing her buttocks and then occasionally reaching under her to rub her abdomen. She pushed the pillow away and looked back under her. From below she could see her slightly distended belly and that my cock was erect and dribbling pre-cum. She reached up under her to grasp me.

"When are you going to put that in me?" she asked.

"When Catie tells me to."

In a few more minutes, Jody realized that it was time to release this enema. She could probably hold it for a while longer. But, eventually it was going to have to come out. She indicated that she should get to the bathroom. I backed off the end of the bed and unhooked the bag from the floor lamp while I held the nozzle in place. Catie got up to lead us out of the bedroom. In the meantime, Jody found that holding this spread leg position made the joints a little stiff as she carefully moved herself over to the edge of the bed to stand up. I followed her, carrying the bag and holding the nozzle in place while she shuffled towards the bathroom. Catie had already raised the toilet seat lid for Jody.

Jody sat down on the toilet seat and I removed the the nozzle and place the bag and nozzle in the sink.

"We can stay." I didn't present it as a question but as a statement.

"No, I'll come out when I'm done." I walked out of the bathroom while Catie lingered for a moment and said something to Jody before leaving the bathroom. The door closed and the expulsion began. Catie and I went down the hall towards the kitchen.

"Are you enjoying this?" I asked.

"Yes! But, God, I want you inside me!"

"Patience, my love. Patience."

While Jody was in the bathroom, Catie told me what she wanted to do next . She initially wanted me to give Jody her second enema. But she changed her mind and wanted Jody and I to give her an enema. Rather than in the bedroom, we'd do it right there in the bathroom. The plan was after we'd fill Catie up, she'd settle on the toilet bowl, move herself forward to expose her pussy while positioned to allow the enema to be expelled into the toilet, and have Jody watch us while I licked Catie into expulsion orgasms. There is a term of art for this sexual act: clumpkin.

Catie called the pizza store and ordered two pizzas for us.

The muffled sounds from behind the closed door of the release into the toilet gradually diminished and after several flushes of the toilet and listening to water running in the sink, Jody finally emerged from the bathroom. We were still down in the kitchen when she walked down the hall.

"How do you feel? Lighter?" I asked.

"Yes," she said. "A whole lot lighter."

"Good! You might not need a second enema. But after watching you, I want one," Catie said. And with that, we were back down the hallway to the bathroom. Jody had moved the bag out of the sink and it was hanging up on the shower rod. Catie got down on the floor on her hands and knees. I asked Jody to get the tube of lubricant off the bed while I filled the bag. She came back and watched me finish filling the bag, closing the clamp, and hanging the bag on the towel rack.

I asked Jody "Do you want to do the honors or do you want me to?" Jody deferred to me. She watched me lube my fingers and insert them into Catie's anus. I was much faster with Catie than I was with Jody but gave her the same around the rim stimulation. I slid the nozzle into Catie but didn't open the clamp. Catie asked me to move in front of her (so she could suck my cock) while she was being filled. I moved and once in position, I asked Jody to open the clamp (which she did). As Catie's mouth moved over the tip of my cock to take the pre-cum that was dripping off it, I told Jody that I didn't expect the nozzle to slide out, but asked her to hold it to make sure it didn't.

From her position, she could see the hose and the end of the nozzle disappearing into Catie's ass and an extremely wet pussy at fairly close range. She could also tell and partially see that Catie's mouth was wrapped around my cock, taking me and playing with the tip and the shaft as she liked. In the meantime, the nozzle inside Catie was showering her rectum with a nice warm water shower and filling her fairly quickly. It took a bit over two minutes before the bag was flattened and empty. I told Jody to close the clamp, which she did.

Catie asked if I was okay and I assured her that I was. "Don't cum, yet!" she commanded. After a couple of more minutes, Catie indicated that she was ready to release her enema. She raised up on her knees and reached beside her to raise the toilet seat. Reaching back, she grabbed the hose and nozzle to hold it in place (and Jody promptly let go). She then stood up off her knees and then positioned herself far forward on the toilet bowl. Jody backed up towards the door when Catie said "Okay lover boy! Assume the position."

"Standing or kneeling?"

"Standing first, then kneeling."

I remember thinking how much she had changed to become emboldened over the last several days. Of course, it helps when your lover is into the same things and will let you explore the fantasies that you're creating.

I was facing Jody as she watched me move towards Catie sitting on the toilet. She had a kind of wide-eyed look as she watched this play out in front of her. I stepped in front of Catie and she reached up to take my cock and balls into her hands and pull me to her mouth. Although it was tempting for me to place my hands behind her head, I let Catie control the rhythm. After a few minutes, she pulled back from my cock.

"Okay, I'm ready to release," she whispered to me. I heard Catie say "Stay and watch!" to Jody. That was not the signal for me to cum. Rather, I got down on my knees between her legs, placed my lips and tongue in very close proximity to her pussy while she leaned all the way back against the toilet seat, I pulled the nozzle out of her, and plunged my tongue into her pussy lips. She convulsed first with the first wave of her orgasm and then the enema came firing out of her in long streams splashing into the toilet bowl water.

At some time while Catie was releasing her enema, I glanced over to Jody. She was half looking, half standing with her eyes closed as she rubbed herself. If she was cumming, she was able to keep herself very quiet. I didn't say a word and continued to lick and probe Catie's pussy with my tongue. Catie wasn't quiet as she pulled my head tightly against her. The liquid flow out her rectum slowed to a trickle and some gas farts. At some point she released me and was ready for clean up. A nice warm wet washcloth did the trick and Catie flushed the toilet.

Catie indicated it was Jody's turn and pointed to the bathroom floor. I would describe Jody's positioning herself on the floor as cautious, not reluctant. Once again, I prepped her for nozzle insertion and it was much quicker than the last time. I had just inserted the nozzle into her rectum when there was a knock at the front door.

Pizza!

The pizza that Catie had ordered the pizzas for us had arrived. Catie was sitting on the edge of the tub and I told her/them that I'd get it. I quickly washed my hands, went towards the front door and grabbed my shorts and shirt and put them on and then answered the door. There was a guy standing there holding pizza bag with two pizzas for us. I paid him for the pizza with a tip, told him to have a good night and closed and locked the door. I put the pizza boxes on the dining room table, stripped out of my clothes and walked down the hallway to the bathroom where Jody was on all-fours with the nozzle in her ass and the bag hanging on the towel rack. She and Catie were talking quietly as I turned to the bathroom.

"Saved by the pizza" I said.

"You didn't answer the door that way, did you" Catie asked?

"No, I put my shorts and shirt on."

"We'll do this after dinner" I said as I pulled the nozzle out of Jody's ass. And we all walked down the hallway together to have pizza and the requisite beers.